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[Closed] Pre-Flight Check
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broji[Screeching, the hangar doors rumble open, causing even the platform Ginji's perched on to shudder and shake. He really should take another look at them - the doors - but it seems no matter how many times they undergo maintenance, dry air off the highlands and the ever-present sand immediately return to worrying metal tracks and sticking in gears.]
[Ginji cranes his neck to see what's going on below, and there's Grandpa Aston, gesturing for him to hurry over. And so, closing the side hatch and tucking a wrench back into his belt, Ginji ducks under the Albiore's railing and slides down to land heavily on solid ground. From here, he can see that Aston's brought company. Or maybe company brought him? With a grin he lopes over, taking a sec to wipe grease from his hands, even as Aston turns to go.]
Mr. Asch! Didn't expect to see you again so soon. [He crooks a thumb behind him towards the black and magenta airship.] You're here for a pair of wings, I take it?
[Ginji cranes his neck to see what's going on below, and there's Grandpa Aston, gesturing for him to hurry over. And so, closing the side hatch and tucking a wrench back into his belt, Ginji ducks under the Albiore's railing and slides down to land heavily on solid ground. From here, he can see that Aston's brought company. Or maybe company brought him? With a grin he lopes over, taking a sec to wipe grease from his hands, even as Aston turns to go.]
Mr. Asch! Didn't expect to see you again so soon. [He crooks a thumb behind him towards the black and magenta airship.] You're here for a pair of wings, I take it?
[OPEN] Save the Date!
Apr. 19th, 2013 11:18 amclaim_my_placeNo.
[Asch is looking disgruntled again. But since when is that unusual? He and his pink-haired, donut-headed companion are visiting a "hub" world this time. It's one of those places where you can never guess who or what is about to pop out of the woodwork. Only this particular plaza is made entirely of glass. The effect is attractive enough, but it doesn't allow for much safety or for keeping a low profile - two things which have quickly become priorities as far as Asch is concerned. The redhead's already had three close calls today - familiar faces, with the additions of extra eyes or limbs or purple skin. He's used to it, relatively speaking, but it doesn't stop his pulse from speeding up each and every time.]
[He throws an exasperated look over his shoulder.]
For the last time, I don't need more idiots following me around, and Natalia-- [He jerks his head around to watch where he's going.] ...you'd be better off forgetting I ever mentioned her.
[OOC: This is open to anyone/everyone and will eventually lead to (hopefully!) setting this guy up on blind dates because clearly what he needs is love, tolerance, and friendship. Male, female, it, young, old, pets, aliens. The weirder the better...maybe!]
[Asch is looking disgruntled again. But since when is that unusual? He and his pink-haired, donut-headed companion are visiting a "hub" world this time. It's one of those places where you can never guess who or what is about to pop out of the woodwork. Only this particular plaza is made entirely of glass. The effect is attractive enough, but it doesn't allow for much safety or for keeping a low profile - two things which have quickly become priorities as far as Asch is concerned. The redhead's already had three close calls today - familiar faces, with the additions of extra eyes or limbs or purple skin. He's used to it, relatively speaking, but it doesn't stop his pulse from speeding up each and every time.]
[He throws an exasperated look over his shoulder.]
For the last time, I don't need more idiots following me around, and Natalia-- [He jerks his head around to watch where he's going.] ...you'd be better off forgetting I ever mentioned her.
[OOC: This is open to anyone/everyone and will eventually lead to (hopefully!) setting this guy up on blind dates because clearly what he needs is love, tolerance, and friendship. Male, female, it, young, old, pets, aliens. The weirder the better...maybe!]
claim_my_place[Asch has admittedly had more than an ample number of opportunities to "take a load off" and watch television, but he's never bothered, never deemed it interesting enough to take on as a hobby nor useful enough to aid him in his information gathering.]
[Now, he finds himself sitting cross-legged before a modest flat-screen television set, observing what his traveling companion has deemed a "good show". There's some adolescent female with fluffy magenta hair and large round eyes fleeing from a team of monsters. You'd think at this point some hero or other would swoop in to save her, but no. Instead the girl turns slowly, plants her feet wide and raises an arm dramatically into the air, shouting some nonsensical phrase that Asch doesn't quite manage to catch. Something about confections. Something about luck and warm feelings and change. Something that sounds suspiciously like "Merry! Love Magic Step-up~!! ♥"]
[From here the screen erupts with pink and violet sparkles. And while he can easily see - now - why Nozomi has bothered him to watch such a thing, it doesn't stop his brow from rising a few millimeters or his head from jerking back suddenly.]
[What the hell is this? She's not even wearing anything!]
...kh!
[And why, again, is he watching this?!]
[Now, he finds himself sitting cross-legged before a modest flat-screen television set, observing what his traveling companion has deemed a "good show". There's some adolescent female with fluffy magenta hair and large round eyes fleeing from a team of monsters. You'd think at this point some hero or other would swoop in to save her, but no. Instead the girl turns slowly, plants her feet wide and raises an arm dramatically into the air, shouting some nonsensical phrase that Asch doesn't quite manage to catch. Something about confections. Something about luck and warm feelings and change. Something that sounds suspiciously like "Merry! Love Magic Step-up~!! ♥"]
[From here the screen erupts with pink and violet sparkles. And while he can easily see - now - why Nozomi has bothered him to watch such a thing, it doesn't stop his brow from rising a few millimeters or his head from jerking back suddenly.]
[What the hell is this? She's not even wearing anything!]
...kh!
[And why, again, is he watching this?!]
[OPEN] It's a do or die situation.
Sep. 11th, 2012 02:51 pmclaim_my_place[It's cold.]
[It's cold and it's raining and the unforgiving landscape is occupied primarily by jagged cliffs and sharp rocks jutting out everywhere. A miserable place where there's nothing worth giving a second glance. Nothing, that is, except for the monsters. Large, horned creatures with glistening eyes and scaled bodies. The reason they deserve attention? Because they'll prey on anything. After all, what's a mineral buffet when there are a choice few warm-blooded delicacies standing right in front of them?]
[Exactly.]
[Asch's sword is already in hand, duct tape and all. He has no illusions that the blade will hold together for long in this environment against these beasts, but it might at least buy some time until he can find an opening to blast them with a fonic arte. Maybe their eyes are sensitive to bright colors.]
Don't get in my way.
[He doesn't take his eyes off of them, but there's a noticeable jerk of his head. That's your cue to either find cover or get ready. Those monsters look fast. And hungry.]
[It's cold and it's raining and the unforgiving landscape is occupied primarily by jagged cliffs and sharp rocks jutting out everywhere. A miserable place where there's nothing worth giving a second glance. Nothing, that is, except for the monsters. Large, horned creatures with glistening eyes and scaled bodies. The reason they deserve attention? Because they'll prey on anything. After all, what's a mineral buffet when there are a choice few warm-blooded delicacies standing right in front of them?]
[Exactly.]
[Asch's sword is already in hand, duct tape and all. He has no illusions that the blade will hold together for long in this environment against these beasts, but it might at least buy some time until he can find an opening to blast them with a fonic arte. Maybe their eyes are sensitive to bright colors.]
Don't get in my way.
[He doesn't take his eyes off of them, but there's a noticeable jerk of his head. That's your cue to either find cover or get ready. Those monsters look fast. And hungry.]
